10/09/2025
Letting Go: My Healing Path
This year has been tough, and the people around me who haven’t seen me in a while understand that friendships and relationships often require space. I’ve just returned from four days away and haven’t picked up the phone, checked messages, or scrolled social media. Healing takes time, and sometimes, when you’re healing, you don’t want to be around others.
This morning, reading messages, I’m confronted by the way some conversations are shared—things told in confidence that wind up whispered through the grapevine. It’s opened my eyes in a real way.
I don’t want to be around people who can’t keep conversations private.
That’s part of my healing now.
What I’ve noticed is that when you open yourself to the universe, when you do ceremonies, and when you truly start healing, answers can take a long time—especially if you’re not willing to look at yourself honestly. I’ve spent this year looking at myself, and I know I’ll need space to be myself and to walk into what I’m becoming.
You’ll discover who your friends are. You’ll see who’s by your side. You’ll realise that true friends don’t question you for speaking your truth; those who do and twist things reflect more about them than about you. I’m grateful for the clarity that comes with age and experience. I’ve sacrificed for people, and I’m not angry or bitter. I’m simply choosing to see my own beauty, my kindness, and my humanity—though I’ve made mistakes along the way.
Some who have been in my life during this healing journey have shown their own motives, sometimes bending truths for their own sake. If you tell people who they are or what you see, and they react as if you’re crazy, or blame that’s a red flag I can’t ignore.
The moral of my story: when you’re healing, make it about you. It’s not an easy journey if you’re truly committed. Don’t expect a healer to fix you or owe you anything. You’re the one who must go deeper, even when it’s frightening.
All the conditioning and the stuff I’ve allowed others to dictate—because I was kind, because I sacrificed myself—I’m learning to let go of. You can know someone for a year or twenty years, and when you ask for their true colors to come out, you’ll see whether they’re honest or not. Dishonesty isn’t my friend, and I’m choosing not to keep it in my orbit.
If you’re on a similar path, may you find the courage to breathe, trust, let go, and see what happens. The healing journey is deeply personal, and you’re worth every step of it.